Mirkwood

How deep you long for death
Now as your kingdom fades away
And the darkened thorns of sunlight
Tremble through these frozen lands
Of doom …
Now as we are waiting in motherlike darkness
We reopen our history, that once belonged to them …
Oh, have you seen the end of the bard
Never forgotten, the land of sleep,

The time before the birth of the worlds …
The echoes of his harp,
Have poisoned the air
The horizons of the earth
Have drowned …

I have heard you were strangers in a false land,
Where visions turn to faith.

No longer i am now …

No longer i am now …